Saint Joseph School

Hello Tony. I hope you like it here at St. Joe's. It was good meeting you the other night and hearing about your City Hall activities.

"What do you mean you have to leave?"

Nick was shocked. Tiffany was leaving SJS. She was the person that got him out of his shell, to be a goofy kid instead of a developing mind or "super-hero". The only girl he'd ever given Valentine's day flowers to, been on dates with, been in love with. She ...

I might be a little late but I'll try to be there.

Hey, why didn't you try for after office hours?

As a suggestion, how about the character's origin was socially alien. You know, raised by cuttlefish, assembled from random machine parts, left in a cage and raised by the maintenance robots, came from the deep jungles of Africa, etc.

Why? Because the club would be a place to go where they could ...

You could also have an associated group for people associated with NHA. Kind of like AA and Al-Anon.

"Mr. Norris? You won't have to confiscate anything from my pack. I seem to have forgotten it."

Nick could barely remember getting on the bus but he swore he brought his pack with him. It was a nice back pack - big enough for overnights with a hip belt and adjustable suspension. His extra clothes ...

2:30 EDT, Quad 1: An alarm clock is heard.
2:31 EDT, Quad 1: Crunching sound and alarm ends suddenly.
2:40 EDT, Quad 1: Another alarm is heard.
2:41 EDT, Quad 1: Alarm stops followed by moaning.
2:47 EDT, Quad 1: Dark figure (zombie?) shuffles out of quad 1. Further examination reveals Nick walking ...

Nick walks into the classroom, looking for the teacher in charge of the extra credit project. Backpacks and other things for the trip were stacked against the walls. Mr Norris was at his desk, looking over some papers.

"Mr Norris? About that Pioneer Spirit Field Trip. Is there still time to sign up ...

Woot! You guys go!

It's been awfully quiet out there. Who else has chess games going?

Sneaking through the tunnels and caves, the dots that show their locations on the communicator get closer to each other. The signals between them are stronger too though neither speaks for fear of giving themselves away. Finally, around a bend, Tiffany can see a room with suspended crystal cages ...

Nick reappeared with a wrenching sensation. The teleportation didn’t feel right, as if he’d been shoved in the middle of warping. His shields were still up and he quickly scanned the area to orient himself.

It looked like he landed in a room made of crystal. It was lit from the outside; light ...

"Think Nick, think," he says to himself.

The communicator? No signal - they had been synchronized for teaming but now her signal was gone.

Footprints in the sand - check.

Rock behind where she sat down - check.

Tiffany? - buzzer goes off, "Thank you for playing!" No Tiffany.

He wanted to smash ...

Hi V! Welcome to St. Joseph's School.

It looks like you have a lot on your mind. That talk we had about how our abilities seem so similar yet so different got me thinking too.

I'm looking forward to patrolling with you some time and seeing what the hubbub is about. Maybe there's a thing or two we ...

Actually, I meant like a guard station or anything like that by security. Although popup turrets would be interesting. After all, you never know what's going to come knocking around here.

Thanks for the answers!